Uponmy Leaving Poem by RIC BASTASA

Uponmy Leaving



i am living up
to my own sound
every early
morning,

i keep a record
of all these:
moaning and waning
in this overcrowding
of thoughts and
fears and aspirations

in all the pages of
my mind
my tongue keeps on
wriggling.

my book of life shall
be filled
upon my leaving.

Sunday, July 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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